The King's Landing

“As ever, you are filled with reason. And I would never dare,” No, not you directly. Only your bad choices; that are quite remarkable, such as choosing underage boys to be your vessels, the rulers of the Underworld. Such as preferring Rhadamanthys over me. But, yes, what do I know? “Yes, please do excuse me, my Lord.”

“Minos.” He turned. And stared the judge in silence for a moment or two. “You already disappointed me once. I trust you remember that. Do not make me dissappointed again, with whatever it is that is in your mind. I do not want to think I made a mistake by gracing you with that surplice and an immortal life, once more. It’d be terrible. Now, leave.”

hades courts with nightshade; collected memoirs of persephone, i.g.  (via ilsirius)

on a ferrous throne of obsidian bone, he awaits the river of sanguine to flow in another dead soul. he dwells the underworld with apathy’s rust, feeds the mind pomegranate and pride.

Opera Garnier. Paris, France.

“Hardly, Lord Hades. I was simply… lost in thought. Questioning a few matters. Life choices.” His own life choices, that is. As if he had any, but oh, well. “Nothing of genuine importance.”

“I am sure both of us know that there is no such things as questioning life choises here, Minos. Your life and the way you live it is not your choise anyway, it is mine. And I do hope you are no questioning me. I trust that you shall not give such foolish thoughts any importance, indeed. Go back to your duties.”

“…”

“Is anything wrong, Minos?”

Unknown German Artist c. 1470, Bridal Couple

Hades for @vesrailles

Greek Gods, Titans and Primordial Deities

Again with Manga Studio. 

Peter Paul Rubens, The Fall Of The Rebel Angels.

Sisters of Fate

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